Chapter 42: Licking a Dog Can't Be a Good Death!

Wang Zimo went upstairs with his pocket.

As soon as I went up, I saw Su Qiutong beckoning.

Wang Zimo smiled, walked over, put the bag on the seat, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Su Qiutong looked curious:

"Brother Wang, do you buy so many books?"

"Well, I don't usually come here, so I just want to buy it all at once. Wang Zimo responded with a smile.

At this time, the waiter also came over with two cups of tea.

"Hello, your tea, be careful of scalding!"

"Thank you!"

The waiter put down the cup and left.

"Oh, hehe, Brother Wang always thinks you're so powerful!" Su Qiutong grinned: "I don't know what kind of tea you like to drink, so I just ordered tea!"

Wang Zimo smiled and said seriously: "Thank you, please eat again, and accompany me to buy books!"

"Nothing!"

"Oops, it's hot!"

Su Qiutong was looked directly at by Wang Zimo, lowered his head shyly, and wanted to drink saliva to cover up, but his thin lips were burned, and he exclaimed.

"Are you okay, do you want to take a cold shower?" Wang Zimo said with concern.

"It's fine, just a little bit of it. ”

Wang Zimo's warm words came from his ears, Su Qiutong's heart warmed, his face flushed, and he hurriedly waved his hand in embarrassment.

Wang Zimo's eyes looked along the lotus root's arm, leaving a shallow lipstick mark on the edge of the cup, his lips were ruddy, there were no traces of burns, and finally his eyes stayed on his pretty face.

The two blush flowers are reflected on the pretty face, and with this two-dimensional dress, it is cute.

A charming smile appeared at the corner of Wang Zimo's mouth: "The book has also been bought, let's go shopping with you in the afternoon!"

Su Qiutong's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing surprise: "Really?"

"Hmm!"

Wang Zimo shook his head.

"Yay!"

After receiving Wang Zimo's response, Su Qiutong's smile was even worse, and his mind had drifted into the distance.

Man.

A very simple, but also contradictory creature.

Simplicity is innate.

Whoever is good to him, he will double it back.

The reverse is also true.

The paradox lies in not refusing, not avoiding.

Even if you only think of her as a friend, a sister, or a brother?

But others don't think so.

A good man must know how to refuse and learn to refuse.

And, Wang Zimo.

There is still a long way to go.

......

The two walked out of the library, the difference was that Wang Zimo did not refuse Su Qiutong to hold his arm.

Like a couple, shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing, walking in the direction of Wanda.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women can attract attention everywhere.

Especially such a strange combination.

Express brother + two-dimensional girl.

Returning RateΓ—2.

The two of them didn't care about such a gaze.

From the moment Wang Zimo got the system, wasn't it all based on the fact that he was watched?

And Su Qiutong has long been accustomed to it, where she is a beauty, she is not watched.

It would be strange if one day not being watched.

"Brother Wang, do you want to save the book first?"

Su Qiutong raised his head and said with concern.

Wang Zimo bowed: "Find a place closer, it's convenient to take it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, it's less than three catties." ”

"Where do you want to go?"

Su Qiutong thought for a moment and smiled, "Let's go and clip the doll, shall we?"

"Okay!"

Wang Zimo nodded in agreement.

The clip doll itself is not good at it.

In the short video, I have seen a lot of master performances, and it seems that I can try it.

It's nothing more than spending a little more money and paying for tuition.

The two of them went up the escalator.

During the period, various trinkets attracted Su Qiutong's attention.

One word "buy".

In total, I didn't choose a few items, and I couldn't spend a few dollars.

After all, it is not as valuable as the lunch that Su Qiutong invited.

Wang Zimo doesn't care, she really likes it, or just wants to try.

Everything she held in her hand was packed.

Su Qiutong saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.

Mei Zizi gladly accepted.

When a man can pay for a woman, is he far from success?

At least, it's not annoying!

Women chase men, compartment yarn.

Along the way, Su Qiutong's smile never stopped.

When I passed by the women's clothing floor on the third floor, I was blocked by the crowd of onlookers in front of me.

Chinese people, looking at the lively heart, no matter how big or small.

Beauty, of course, is no exception.

Su Qiutong slid down his arm, took Wang Zimo's hand, and leaned forward.

A woman who could barely score 80 points, pointed at a man, and roared menacingly:

"Do you want to buy it or not?"

"It's not that I don't buy it, but... That's too expensive, isn't it?"

Plaid shirt + jeans with a pair of cheap leather shoes.

It's not a factory worker, or a programmer ape, or a little white-collar worker who gets a dead wage.

The man looks like he belongs to the kind of honest person and the woman who points at him, which is a stark contrast.

The woman wears heavy makeup, V-neck ruffle lace white shirt + black elegant jumpsuit, with a pair of high heels.

On the wrist, a small handbag with the Gucci logo and a street clasp hangs.

The woman said angrily, "Expensive?"

"It's only more than 10,000, and you actually told me that it's expensive?"

The man whispered: "More than 10,000 yuan is not expensive, my monthly salary is less than 6,000 yuan." ”

"That's it, pick and search, how do you want me to marry you?"

"Do you want to drink the Northwest Wind with you?"

"I..." The man's face was swollen and red, he touched his whole body, took out a credit card, gritted his teeth and said, "Buy, I'll buy, can't you?"

"It's too late!"

"I'm angry right now!" the woman was watched, pointing and pointing, feeling very shameless.

"Then what do you need to keep from getting angry?" the man resigned.

"Get on your knees!" cried the woman.

"Plop!"

The man knelt down without the slightest hesitation, as if he was accustomed to it.

But the drama happened.

The crowd of onlookers, more than forty people.

There were several kneeling sounds in a row.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

After the man knelt, several other men were found kneeling at the same time.

I was very moved.

"What a good brother!"

"It's... Don't you want to see me make a fool of yourself, did you come to save me?"

"Angel!"

"What a living bodhisattva who saves suffering!"

"After kneeling for a while, after my wife is discouraged, I must go and make friends!"

......

Wang Zimo was also dumbfounded.

Does this Nima still have a group effect?

At this time, a woman not far from Wang Zimo's side grabbed the ears of the man next to her, and said angrily:

"What are you kneeling for?"

The man on the side smiled bitterly: "I'm used to it, it's all a conditioned reflex!"

Hearing this, several kneeling men around him showed wry smiles.

"Hey!"

Wang Zimo sighed, and sighed in his heart:

"Are all the women dead?"

"What is this horse called!"

"The man has gold under his knees, don't you understand?"

"Kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents, don't you understand?"

"Huang Tian is in charge, licking a dog can't die well!"

"What's the problem? Isn't it the same when you turn off the lights?"

Immediately, he looked at Su Qiutong beside him.

Still looking for obedient people.

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